Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 989 Mrs. Longbottom

Kyle almost forgot that Neville was also at Hogwarts.

Having a passion for herbal medicine, he applied to become a teaching assistant in the herbal medicine class after graduation, and Professor Sprout agreed.

After all, Neville did have a high talent for herbal medicine, and was especially patient when caring for those fragile plants.

As there were more and more plants in the school greenhouse, she became busier and busier. Sometimes she would run to another greenhouse during class.

Having one more person to help would also make her feel much more relaxed. Neville happened to apply, so she agreed.

The salary of a teaching assistant is not high, and she can afford it herself even if the school disagrees.

Of course, the principal and school directors must have agreed.

There is already an assistant coach anyway, so it doesn’t matter if there is one more.

And Hogwarts also welcomes outstanding students to stay and work on campus... oh, except Tom Riddle.

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When Kyle found Neville in the third greenhouse, he was collecting spores from the jump fungus caps.

This is a tedious job because it's hard to get the jumpsuit to stay there quietly.

But Neville seemed to be enjoying it. His hands and body were swaying to the rhythm of jumping on the mushroom hat, and he was humming a song.

"Conjure a Table of Food" by the Weird Sisters is a song with a brisk rhythm.

It can be seen that he enjoys doing this from the bottom of his heart, rather than treating it as a task to be completed.

"Neville..." Kyle knocked on the greenhouse door.

"I'm...oh, Kyle, why do you have time to come here."

Neville raised his head with a look of surprise on his face, "Are you here to see Professor Sprout? She should be grading homework in the castle office at the moment."

"No, Neville, I'm here to find you."

"Looking for me?" Neville was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that someone would come to the greenhouse specifically to look for him.

Since staying at Hogwarts, his companions have always been belladonna, clover and fang geranium, and few people came to see him.

But he also enjoys it and rarely goes to others.

"Do you have time?" Kyle asked, "I want to talk to you about something, it's very important."

"Of course, no problem." Neville came to his senses and hurriedly wiped his dirty hands on his body, but in doing so, his clothes became dirty again.

"Sorry, can you wait for a moment? I want to change clothes."

"I know it's offensive, but Neville, you should remember that you are a wizard."

Kyle took out his wand and waved it slightly.

"Clean up!"

All the dust on Neville's body and hands disappeared, and his whole body became much cleaner instantly.

"Thank you." Neville couldn't help but said, "You know, my memory has never been very good."

Neville, who was extremely reliable and brave during the war, seemed to have turned into that forgetful 'idiot' again after the war.

"Where are we going?"

"How about the Three Broomsticks, I'm craving some butterbeer."

"Yes, yes." Neville nodded, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "But can we come back soon? I still have a lot of work to do."

"This depends on your choice." Kyle said casually.

The two came to Three Broomsticks and ordered two drinks.

"You can talk now." Neville took a sip of butterbeer. "Don't be embarrassed. If you need my help in any way, just ask. I will definitely help you."

"No, it's about your parents." Kyle said.

Neville's hand holding the cup stopped mid-air.

"I have a way to bring them back to consciousness." Kyle continued.

"Bang!"

Neville stood up abruptly, spilling half of the butterbeer in his hand because of too much force.

But Neville didn't care about that at all right now.

He just looked at Kyle like this, his whole body trembling slightly.

"You...you can make...them..."

"Don't get excited, Neville, just listen to me first." Kyle waved his hand.

The chair that had been kicked out fell back to the position behind Neville, but he did not sit on it.

It wasn't that Neville didn't want to sit, it was just that he couldn't move.

I don't know what happened, but his legs seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't do any other movement except standing.

Kyle didn't show off and told the whole thing from beginning to end.

“…that’s it”

Half an hour later, Kyle took a sip of butterbeer and said, "This method was just completed by me, and it also involves Horcruxes... Of course, I will change its name later so that there will be no objections from the Ministry of Magic." .

"Of course, you are definitely qualified to know the truth, and I will not hide it. As for whether you agree or not, it depends on your decision... you and your grandma."

Neville looked at Kyle.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

In fact, Neville wanted to agree, because this was probably the only way to bring his parents back to their senses.

But when the words of agreement came to his lips, he couldn't say them out. He was hesitating.

He was not hesitant because this method had never been done before.

Neville trusts Kyle. Ever since Kyle defeated Voldemort at Hogwarts, this trust has reached its peak.

It makes no sense, but this is what Neville really thinks.

Kyle said that if there was a way to get his parents to wake up, it would be okay... not to mention Professor Sasia's involvement.

Neville hesitated because of the Horcruxes.

Although Neville has never gotten along with his parents, he is very familiar with them. It is a kind of familiarity that comes from family affection.

Therefore, he knew very well that parents who were Aurors had their own insistence.

They would rather never wake up than use evil black magic like Horcruxes.

And the same goes for his grandma.

So Neville hesitated, he couldn't make this decision.

I don't know how much time passed, but Kyle had finished his second cup of butterbeer. Neville was still standing there, his face pale and his hand holding the cup tightly.

"I suggest you discuss this with your grandma," Kyle said.

This sentence seemed to wake up Neville, and his eyes gradually regained their vitality. He drank the remaining butterbeer under the quilt in one gulp, trying to calm himself down in this way.

I don't know if it was a psychological reason, but even though the butterbeer had almost no alcohol content, Neville really felt a lot better.

"I will... No, I'm going now."

"By the way." Kyle stopped him, "Remember to tell Mrs. Longbottom that the reason why Horcruxes are called black magic is because they need to kill people to split their souls.

"But Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom's souls are broken to begin with... I hope you don't mind me saying this, I mean, they didn't need this step.

"And this kind of Horcrux was re-constructed by me. It is completely different from the previous one. Strictly speaking, it should be called the Horcrux Curse, which is a type of magic spell."

"I, I understand." Neville nodded stiffly, then turned and left.

At this time, a man stood up from the table next to him.

"Are you sure he remembers it?" Fred walked to Kyle and sat down. "You know, his memory has never been very good," George said.

They were the Three Broomsticks who entered with Kyle and Neville.

After all, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes is located at the entrance of Hogsmeade. As soon as Kyle and Neville arrived at Hogsmeade, Fred, who was counting the goods at the door, noticed them.

Kyle, Neville…

In just a blink of an eye, they guessed what they were doing here and followed them immediately.

It's just that Neville, who was in shock, didn't notice them.

"Having a bad memory doesn't mean you can't remember anything." Kyle glanced out the window, "I dare say he won't forget a word."

"Maybe." Fred shrugged noncommittally.

Kyle then left, leaving Fred at the end to help pay.

When Neville ran out, he took the cup of butterbeer with him, which required extra payment.

…

Returning to Hogwarts, Kyle first found Professor Sprout and asked for a leave of absence for Neville.

Professor Sprout didn't ask why. After confirming that her help was not needed, he agreed.

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"Do you think Mrs. Longbottom would agree?"

After dinner, Kangna and Kyle walked side by side in the castle corridor and asked softly at the same time.

"Yes," Kyle said.

"Are you so sure that they will trust you?" Kangna turned to look at him.

"It's not about trusting me, it's about trusting Professor Sasia." Kyle said, "Didn't you notice? When Neville and I went to the Three Broomsticks, Professor Sasia also left Hogwarts."

"She said to get something."

"If I'm not mistaken, she should have gone to St. Mungo's."

"Why."

"Because she wants to find a cure for the Cruciatus Curse," Kyle said.

"Then aren't you?" Kangna stopped and looked at Kyle.

Kyle didn't answer, but hesitated for a long time.

"Honestly, I don't know?"

"Um?"

"Don't look at me like that, I really don't know." Kyle said, "I first had this idea when I saw Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom who were tortured crazy by the Cruciatus Curse at St. Mungo's.

"They are all Aurors who were tortured crazy in the battle with the Death Eaters. I want to try to save them.

"So strictly speaking, my original intention of studying the Horcrux Curse was for the Longbottoms... Isn't it a bit stingy compared to Professor Sasia?"

"Of course not." Kangna said without hesitation. She gently held Kyle's hand, "Because you succeeded...only you succeeded."

"I can't say that yet." Kyle looked out the window, "It's just that I didn't expect this spell to be so difficult. I didn't succeed until I graduated...but it's not too late."

When he said this, Kyle suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He saw a familiar double-decker bus parked in front of the Hogwarts gates, somewhat like a Knight Bus.

Then, a man ran out of the car.

Although Kyle couldn't see clearly who the person was because of the distance, he immediately turned around and walked down the stairs.

"Come on, I think they've made their decision already."

"So fast?" Kangna was a little surprised, but still followed closely.

When the two came to the foyer, a small witch happened to rush in from outside.

It was an old witch with a lot of personality, wearing an old-fashioned green dress and a tall hat with a vulture specimen on it.

Kyle was a little skeptical about how the thing was fixed. She ran so fast without falling off. Is it a permanent sticking spell?

Now didn't seem like the time to think about such a thing.

The old witch also stopped when she saw Kyle.

"grandmother…"

Neville came running from behind.

"Kyle, why are you here...oh, I mean...we are going to find you, my grandma wants to ask you..."

"I've heard everything." Mrs. Longbottom came over and looked at Kyle seriously, "Then, Frank and Alice will trouble you."

"Do you agree?"

"Yes." Mrs. Longbottom nodded.

"I think Neville mentioned the Horcrux thing."

"Yes, I know."

Mrs. Longbottom said, "But as a stranger, you are willing to spend a lot of time studying Horcruxes in order to save them. It would be too shameless for us to continue to worry about whether Horcruxes belong to dark magic!"

"Neville, come here and say thank you." Mrs. Longbottom roared suddenly, almost startling Kyle.

Neville came out from behind like a quail, "Thanks, Kyle."

"And!" Mrs. Longbottom glared at him.

"I'm sorry, I should have said thank you in the afternoon."

"Uh, you're welcome." Kyle said, "Besides, Neville and I are friends, we can't be called strangers."

He also didn't expect that Mrs. Longbottom would be so... vigorous and resolute. The problem that Neville had been struggling with for a long time was solved instantly by her.

"You don't have to mind." She stepped forward and said, "You are here to save Frank and Alice. If they can't accept the Horcrux, just let them knock themselves out again. They are two irresponsible cowards."

Kyle wanted to say that he actually didn't mind.

In addition, the Longbottoms haven't woken up yet, so it's a little early to scold them now.

It's just that Mrs. Longbottom spoke too fast. Before Kyle could speak, she had already cursed several times.

Kyle thought for a while and chose to shut up.

After all, she was scolding her own family members, so presumably they wouldn't mind, so let's leave it at that.

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Mrs. Longbottom is really decisive, just like she took the Knight Bus to Hogwarts as soon as she made a decision.

Although it was still night, after getting Kyle's answer, she went back as soon as possible...it was still the Knight Bus.

There was no way, she couldn't disapparate, and she didn't have a portkey, so the Knight Bus was already the fastest way.

The two agreed to meet at St. Mungo's tomorrow morning.

The reason why she chose tomorrow was because Sasia still needed to use magic potion to stabilize their souls.

The new potion she invented using basilisk blood was for the soul, and it was just in time to use it.

And there is no rush in this matter. Although the Longbottoms are not conscious, they are still in good health.

In order not to delay Kyle's class, Mrs. Longbottom originally wanted to wait until next weekend, but Kyle had no class tomorrow, so it was the same.

Taking advantage of this time, Kyle went to the principal's office again.

There is no need to hide this matter from Principal McGonagall, and besides, he still needs to take leave.

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(End of chapter)